“There sink your appendage among the filth of a thousand tradesmen,” she cooed as she pulled me towards her, “The diseased spendings of labourer..., farm workers, the unwashed the dishevelled, the corrupt.” She continued to rant in the same vein, “ Every base loathsome miscreant and felon has mixed his poison within me and now you too shall share my disease.” “Oh Miss Hastings you say the most wonderful things,” I commended her and I thrust to my utmost in order to pleasure her.Her brow furrowed. "Let's say you get your way. Let's say you do everythingyou have to do to become the Skyla you want to be. That means the end ofTimothy, the Timothy that God gave to your parents." I would still be the same person," Timothy protested. "I will still beme." No, you won't. You won't be your father's son. You'll never be ahusband. You'll never be a father. From what I understand you are anonly child. You do this, and your father's line dies with you." Serves him right," Timothy said."To quote one. More

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